Chapter Twenty-Seven
Donovan
A few days passed since I had heard about Bill. I had called my mother to check in a few times and had also been in touch with Bill’s parents. I was beginning to feel hopeful that he might actually pull through.
Weighing in the back of my mind was whether or not to go see him. His mother wanted me to wait because she was hoping he was going to get better, and I could visit then. He had started to stabilize in the burn center.
Meanwhile, I spent every night with Jasmine and those silky ribbons she wound around my heart cinched tighter and tighter. I knew that she knew that something was weighing on me though, and I didn’t quite know how to talk about it. I was a private person in general.
As close as I felt to her when we were intimate and skin-to-skin, I w
